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dumdumsun · 3 years

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And Dusk

A/N: Prayers for poor Olga 🙏🏾

Warnings: blood, violence, straight up murder

Word Count: 4096

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Chapter 13: Öga för Öga

Clicking steps echoed the hall Sir Reginald Hargreeves currently walked down, leaving a very discontent Five behind. Once the man disappeared down the hall, the boy left the lounge, growling and rubbing the back of his neck. Mind racing, he hopped on the elevator and pressed the button for the lobby. Just as the doors were about to close, (Y/N) slipped between them, Pennycrumb under her arm, and grasped onto Five’s arm. Eyes wide, the boy watched her in shock. “(Y/N)? I thought you left already. What are you doing?”

“I wanted to talk to you,” She whispered. “Five, I’m sorry… about lying to you. I-I was gonna tell you all about living with Dad a-and being adopted by him again, but then I didn’t and it was selfish and stupid-”

“(Y/N)-”

“But what I’m sorry about the most was for not speaking up about us. It wasn’t fair to you,” She shook her head. “I just… I’ve been doubtful about us lately. It’s like, everyone’s saying we shouldn’t be together… And after hearing it for so long…”

Five placed his hands on her shoulders firmly. “No,” He breathed. “I’ve waited too long for this, dammit. Listen to me, (Y/N). Don’t let what others say determine your opinions. What we have is fine. I know it seems fucked up, I know it seems wrong. But does any of this ever feel wrong to you?”

Glancing up at him, she shook her head. “No…”

“Exactly. This… Our entire upbringing was so dysfunctional and confusing. Nothing ever felt like true family. We were strangers in our own childhood home. We’re just now behaving like an actual family unit and it’s still confusing. So, no one has the right to tell us how to love. Especially not Reginald Hargreeves. The man who caused this.”

The two rested their foreheads against each other as the elevator doors opened, but they didn’t bother leaving just yet. As the doors closed again, (Y/N) sniffled. “So, you’ve never thought this wasn’t going to last?”

“I’ve never, ever doubted us. I know… compared to you, I know next to nothing about love. But this? This is real. And I promise you, Starlight, once the timeline is restored… I’m making this official. If you’ll have me.”

Snapping her head up, (Y/N) let her tears fall. “Are you… You’re serious?” She grinned. When Five nodded, she quickly elevated herself on her toes and pecked his lips repeatedly. “Yes. Finally.” She whispered. Five grinned and tightened his hold on her, blinking them both out of the building and outside.

“Well, then, why don’t we speed up the process? Here’s what's going to happen,” He started and pulled away, gently wiping her tears away. “I’m about to meet up with The Handler. She offered me a deal to kill the entire board of directors of the Commission in exchange for a briefcase to get us all home to 2019. No more World War III, no more apocalypse.”

(Y/N) glanced down at her pup, who peered up at her, tongue hanging from his mouth. “How can you trust her?”

“I don’t know if I even should. But I’ll have to. She’s our only… our only option.”

From the way he sighed and stuffed his hands into his pockets, she could tell he was already regretting his decision. Gently caressing his cheek, she offered him a small smile. “You don’t want to kill, do you?” She whispered, receiving the shake of a head as an answer. “I-I don’t even know what to say to that… Just… Just know that I won’t think any differently of you. You’ll still be my Five. And I’ll be right there beside you if you need me.”

“My god, I don’t deserve you…” He sighed. Quietly chuckling, (Y/N) set her pet down and pulled Five into a hug. He closed his eyes and wrapped his arms around her waist. “I appreciate you, I really do. I’m gonna get us out of here, but I don’t want you helping me on this. The Handler already knows about you. I can’t have her using you or anything like that against me. So… just wait for me.”

“Wait? Five, I can’t just let you do something like this alone.”

“I know I’ve asked you too many times at this point, but this will be the last. I promise I’ll get you as soon as I come back.” The boy tried a smile as he pulled away. When she gently bit her lip, he sighed. “(Y/N), you can’t come. I’m sorry, but you’ll be by my side after this is over. I promise, okay?”

She shifted her eyes away from him. “You don’t have to keep promising. I trust you.” She whispered. Five exhaled and gently picked up Mr Pennycrumb, placing him in her arms before pecking his love on the lips. With a small smile, he turned around to leave. Just as he blinked away, (Y/N) very gently pinched the back of his blaser, allowing herself and her pet to be teleported with him.

(Y/N) considered herself very lucky for the fact that Five hadn’t noticed her presence. Or maybe she had her stealth to thank. She would quickly duck behind walls, corners, tables and so on whenever she felt that Five was becoming suspicious of her. After all, she knew him like the back of her hand; she could tell when he was subtly glancing over his shoulder or out of the corner of his eye. She waited outside the door of the room the boy had entered, keeping her hand over her pet’s mouth to silence him as she attempted to eavesdrop on the muffled conversation between Five and who she assumed was The Handler.

She had to admit, it did set her blood boiling at the thought of him being alone in that room with another woman, but she knew he would never be disloyal to her. Not after his confession and proposal. So, she shook off her jealousy and hid once again when he exited the room, briefcase in hand.

She gave herself a great pat on the back when she successfully managed to blink with him for the second time. And the third. And when he used the briefcase to teleport. By this point, she was light-headed and nursing her whimpering pup as she followed Five from a distance. She had no idea where or when they were, but judging by the cars people drove and the hairstyles they wore, she wasn’t in the sixties anymore. Most likely the late seventies or early eighties, she assumed.

Setting Mr Pennycrumb on the ground, (Y/N) grabbed hold of his leash and kept a close eye on her love as she blended in as a teenage girl, in outdated clothing, walking her puppy towards an inn. After watching Five enter, she walked onto the porch and sat herself in one of the rocking chairs. She tapped her fingers and toes to the rhythm of the upbeat polka music sounding from the inside. To pass the time, she reviewed tricks with Mr Pennycrumb, clapping and excitedly petting him in praise whenever he’d succeed. What the puppy expected, though, was a treat. It was then that she realized neither of them had eaten in quite some time.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, baby…” She whispered to the pup, who only whined and pawed at her ankles. Huffing, she jumped to her feet and led the two of them inside. Everyone seemed to be dressed for polka dancing, considering their attire and the music playing from a nearby room. With a polka party, there had to be food. Turning to her left, she was met with a nest of blonde curls. “Excuse me, ma’am?”

“Well, hi there,” The woman looked up with a jolly smile. “I just told the young man before you, we don’t put out the cookies until three.”

“That’s amazing,” (Y/N) smiled. “I was actually wondering where the… polka dancing takes place.”

The woman assessed the young girl with a raised brow. “Very… interesting choice of clothing. And I’m afraid we can’t allow the dog.”

“Ah- Yes, my mom’s actually in there with my clothes. I just need to find her and change. And this is her… service dog.”

“He looks a little young to be a service dog, sweetie.”

“That’s what I told the doctor,” (Y/N) chuckled, smiling down at her pup. “But he does his job very well for the cute little thing he is. However, he cannot do his job if he isn’t at my mom’s side, so…”

Sighing, the woman gestured to her left. “All the way down that hall, dear. Just keep an eye on the dog, will ya?”

“Of course. Thank you.” She nodded before leading her and Pennycrumb in the direction of the room jumping with cheery music and the clicking of dancing feet. She found herself a table in the corner of the room after meandering her way past attendees. Just as she sat herself down, she was greeted by smiling faces, allowing them to gush over and pet her puppy. This eventually resulted in them wanting to feed him their scraps of food, much to her delight.

(Y/N) helped herself to the buffet as she watched the door carefully, wanting to keep an eye on Five’s whereabouts. What she didn’t expect after eating the majority of her plate was to be pulled onto the dance floor. As much as she didn’t want to admit it, she genuinely had a blast learning to polka dance, as embarrassing as it was to her. She caught on rather quickly and allowed herself three dances before she politely excused herself, collected her dog, and crept out of the room. Just as she entered the hall again, she saw the blonde attendant from earlier storming away from a broken vending machine and into a room for a meeting labeled ‘Midwest Soybean Society’.

That doesn’t even sound like a real thing, she thought. That must be where the board is meeting.

Deciding to wait out Five’s ‘work’, she strolled over to the vending machine, wincing at the broken glass that once contained the delicious snacks inside. Squinting her eyes, she noticed a certain candy bar, the Fudge Nutter, was leaning just out of its slot. It was just hanging by a thread. That’s when (Y/N) realized, Five hadn’t eaten in a while either. This must’ve been his doing. Using her foot, she kicked the glass out of the way and stuck her hand in, plucking the candy out of its place and pocketing it. Just when she did so, she heard Mr Pennycrumb’s barks aimed in front of them. (Y/N) blinked at the sight before her.

A man- could she even call him that? - with a fish tank holding a goldfish for a head came running in her direction in a panicked hurry, huffing and puffing through what looked to be an intercom of some sort. Tightening her hold on the leash, she swirled her way in front of the fish-man any time he’d change his direction. “Out of my way!” He hissed, but (Y/N) continued to block his path until Five blinked right in front of her. From where she stood behind him, she saw that he was drenched in blood and could only imagine what he looked like from the front. The boy clutched a paddle in his hands, his movements fidgeting. The fish-man gasped in shock at the boy. “Surely, we can come to some form of agreement that benefits both parties,” His British accent quivered. “Quid pro quo? What do you say?”

“Why not?” Five shrugged. “Here’s your quid.” The boy swung the paddle into the man’s side, eliciting a shriek from him. “Here’s your pro.” Then to his leg, sending him to his knees. “And here’s your quo.”

“No! No! Please, don’t!” He whimpered as Five aimed the paddle to his glass tank containing the goldfish. “No!” He cried as the boy smashed the paddle through the tank, glass shattering and water pouring all around. The body fell to the ground with a thud as well as the goldfish. Five loomed over the fish just as Mr Pennycrumb happily barked and skittered to the boy. Blinking, he turned to the dog in confusion.

“Mr Pennycrumb?” He whispered. From his peripheral, he spotted (Y/N) joining his side. “(Y/N), what are you doing here?! How did you even-”

“I’m surprised I made it this far,” She hummed and crouched down, a bag of water in her hand she had fetched the moment Five had blinked into the hallway. “No, baby, you just ate. You fatty.” She chuckled and gently pushed her very hyper golden retriever away, preventing him from gobbling down the fish.

Five watched as she delicately picked AJ up with her index finger and thumb, plopping him into the bag of water before holding it closed. “What’s the poor bastard’s name?” She asked and stood to her feet. Five let out a deep breath and stared up at the ceiling.

“AJ Carmichael…”

“Well, then… It’s nice to meet you, AJ.” She whispered to the bag. The teens quickly looked up when two giggling women exited the polka association room. They stopped in their tracks, observed the scene, and headed straight back inside without a word spoken. (Y/N) sighed and handed the bag over to her love before picking up her pup’s leash. “Oh! I almost forgot.” She perked up and fished the candy out of her pocket, tucking it into Five’s instead.

“For your hard work.”

“Thank you, my love.”

Not a word was spoken between the two after Five took them back to 1963 via the briefcase. “Why couldn’t we just use this to get back home?”

“Because of that,” He pointed to the case that sat on the gravel before them. It shook and sputtered and crackled, an electric blue light emanating and swallowing it whole until it was gone. “She’d never hand me a ticket out of here until she got what she wanted.”

“Yeah, I guess I should’ve thought of that…” (Y/N) whispered and turned away.

They stood in the middle of an alleyway, awaiting The Handler’s arrival as (Y/N) took her handkerchief out of her breast pocket and began ridding Five’s face of the blood splatter the best she could. His eyes wouldn’t meet hers no matter how hard she tried to capture them. She could practically see the gears turning in his head, with the way his brows scrunched and his bloodied fingers rubbed against each other. Once she finished what she could of his face, she gently took his hands in hers and cleaned those as well. Their eyes finally met, both pairs filled with concern for the other, just before the sound of approaching footsteps could be heard.

The Handler, in all her glory, walked towards the two, briefcase in hand. Five wouldn’t even face her, even went as far as to keep his back towards her even after she stopped to stand in front of (Y/N). “We meet again, dear.”

“I had a feeling…”

“Do you bring the mutt everywhere you go?”

(Y/N) shrugged at her pet, who was busy scratching himself behind his ear. The Handler hummed and turned to Five. “Well?”

Without a word, the boy stretched his arm that held the bag behind him. The Handler gasped and set the briefcase down, moving her veil out of the way and taking the bag into her hands. She cackled, cooed and sighed at poor AJ before settling her sights on Five, who was now turned to face her. “You know, you’re really starting to fill out those tight little shorts of yours. Isn’t he, (Y/N)?”

Said girl only watched her love, who looked anywhere but at her. She realized he was ashamed, he was regretful. The Handler frowned at him, hand on her hip. “What’s wrong with him? He’s never this quiet after a job like this. I thought you’d be buzzing after this morning’s slaughter, Five.”

“All this killing,” Five sighed. “I’m done with it.”

The Handler raised her brows and moved forward, going to caress his cheek as she usually did, but (Y/N) stepped to his side, hand firmly on his arm. Chuckling, she turned back to Five. “Am I supposed to take that seriously?”

“What I did today, I did for my family. I did it to save the world.”

“Please. Spare me your little assassin with the heart of gold routine, will you?” She tapped his nose before picking up the briefcase and stretching it towards them. “Here. Per our agreement, this will get you, your siblings, and dear (Y/N) back to 2019.”

To spare him the humiliation of taking the briefcase, (Y/N) did it herself, glaring at the woman.

“You have ninety minutes.”

(Y/N)’s stomach dropped as Five snapped his head up. The Handler turned to walk away as he quickly followed her. “You said nothing about a time limit!”

Glancing at her watch, she smiled. “Actually, you have eighty-nine minutes and thirty seconds. Better hurry.”

“You fucking-”

“This is impossible, okay?!” Five interrupted (Y/N)’s insult in a panic. “My siblings are scattered across the city!”

“Nothing’s impossible. You proved that this morning when you killed the board.”

“I need more time.” Five rushed, glancing at his love for a moment, the girl clutching the briefcase in one hand, Pennycrumb’s leash in the other.

“Any more time, and people will start asking questions,” The Handler’s neutral tone contradicted Five’s rushed, panicked voice. “The sooner you get home and out of this time period, the better off we’ll both be, so ticktock, ticktock.”

Growling, Five charged up to (Y/N), the girl watching as the she-devil happily waved at them before Five blinked them out of the alleyway. The blood-scrawled message on Elliott’s floor was hard not to notice when they appeared in his home. (Y/N) widened her eyes at the message written in Swedish:

ÖGA FÖR ÖGA

Five snatched the briefcase from her hold and sighed before he hurried up the steps. (Y/N) followed close behind, the voices of Diego and Luther becoming more apparent the closer they got. Reaching the top of the stairs, they noticed a chair with a sheet-covered figure laying in it. (Y/N) dropped the leash and approached the chair, slowly uncovering the figure and gasping at the sight of a bloodied Elliott. His face was frozen in agony, the light within his dark eyes vanished. She and Five let out a simultaneous ‘damn’ before she covered him back up. “The three psychopaths…”

She looked up as Five wandered the lounge room, searching for a safe place to store the briefcase. As he did so, (Y/N) entered the kitchen, watching her brothers share a single brain cell.

“My name? Is, uh, Luther Hargreeves, and-”

Diego snatched the phone out of Luther’s hand and put it up to his own ear. “You killed one of ours, Olga,” The misinterpretation had (Y/N) rolling her eyes to the back of her head. “Now we’re coming after you. You will be dead by nightfall.”

“Hey!” Five called as he entered the kitchen, beginning to take off his blaser. “It’s Öga För Öga, idiots. Swedish for ‘an eye for an eye’.”

(Y/N) moved behind him and assisted in removing his blaser, glancing up at her brothers. “The Swedes killed Elliott. Not poor Olga.” As she pulled off Five’s vest for him, Diego slowly turned back towards the wall.

“Wrong number. Have a lovely day.” He smiled before hanging up the phone. (Y/N) scoffed and held the boy’s clothes out of his reach when he tried to take them.

“Shower.” She demanded, Five clenching his fists.

“(Y/N), we don’t have time-”

“We’ll have plenty of time. You shower while I wash the blood out.” She explained and began unbuttoning his dress shirt. Five gently swatted her hands away.

“I can undress myself!”

“Then hurry and give me your disgusting clothes!”

“Fine!”

Five scoffed and moved around his brothers, ignoring whatever they had been calling out to him. (Y/N) shook her head and set her love’s clothes into Elliott’s kitchen sink. Diego and Luther leaned against the counter on either side of her as she began washing the blood from the vest.

“You gonna explain what the hell happened?” Diego whispered.

“Why’s he covered in blood?” Luther leaned closer.

“I tried to clean it, I really did.” (Y/N) shrugged.

The brothers gave each other a look before moving their attention back to their sister. Luther cleared his throat. “How’d he, uh… get the blood on him?”

She didn’t give him an explanation, though, and picked up the pile of clothes Five had just dumped outside of the bathroom door before returning to the sink. When the two saw she wasn’t going to speak on Five’s behalf, they both sighed and left her to her work.

Despite his irritation, the boy couldn’t help the swelling of his heart when he cracked the bathroom door open to find his slightly damp, but clean clothes neatly folded on the floor. Grabbing the clothes, he quickly tugged the uniform back on, save for the tie and blaser. Swinging the door open, he was met with a smirking (Y/N). He rolled his eyes as she approached him, taking his tie and putting it on for him. “Doesn’t that make you feel a bit better?”

“No,” He mumbled, but caught the amusement in her eyes. “Maybe a little… but it doesn’t matter because we’re losing time.”

“Well, sorry for not wanting you to smell like you just killed twelve people.” She whispered and pecked his lips, exiting the bathroom after his tie was fastened. Glancing in the mirror, Five adjusted his clothes as Luther did the same just outside the bathroom.

“So, I found a way home.”

“What? How?”

“All the details are irrelevant, but… I made a deal to get back to our timeline.”

(Y/N) watched from the lounge room as the boys spoke, gently petting her dog. Diego joined in the conversation as he pulled a jacket on. “What about doomsday?”

“Won’t happen.”

“And the 2019 apocalypse?”

“Everything will be back to normal,” Five sighed and exited the bathroom, blaser in hand. “Now no more questions. We gotta go. We have to find the others, right? Luther, you get Allison. Diego, Klaus. I’ll get Vanya. Now, we meet back in the arrival alley in seventy-seven minutes.” He pulled on the blaser and picked up four watches, handing one to each person in the room. “I’ve synchronized these watches.”

(Y/N) stood to her feet once the watch was given to her. “Five, what should I do?” She raised her brows. Five shook his head and busied himself with fastening the watch on her wrist.

“Starlight, I want you to gather your things, say your goodbyes to Mr Pennycrumb, and meet back in the alleyway as soon as possible-”

“Wait, what? We’re leaving Penny?” She widened her eyes. Five exhaled through his nose and wordlessly nodded. “Five, why? N-Nothing will happen, he’s just a dog.”

His eyes flicked up to her when her voice broke, his hands coming up to hold her jaw. “He may be just a dog, Starlight, but he isn’t insignificant. Every little yawn he takes, every bark he makes… it all matters, okay? We can’t risk it. I know Mr Pennycrumb was a comfort for you and I’m so sorry… but we can’t take him.”

(Y/N) shakily inhaled, desperately trying to blink back the tears in her eyes, but Five saw them long before she even noticed. Glancing down, he saw the puppy chewing at the toe of his shoe. With the utmost care, Five picked the puppy up and placed him into her arms before leaning down to look into his eyes. “Thanks, buddy… for taking care of her,” He reached forward, Pennycrumb instantly nuzzling his nose into his hand. “You did what I couldn’t. And for that, I am eternally grateful. Goodbye, Mr Pennycrumb.”

“I’m glad you two met.” (Y/N) whispered. Five smiled and sweetly kissed her before stepping back. Clearing her throat, she held her puppy close and walked down the stairs. She only allowed herself to cry when she stepped outside, the door shutting behind her.

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beelzebubisbestwaifu · 4 years

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Flowers for my Boys (pt 3)

Coffee/flower shop au

Demons x reader - gender neutral reader, fluff, cute shit, sweet shit.

The asphalt rumbles under the large van as it cruises along the beautiful mountainous countryside. Wild grass and swaying trees fly past the windows, the brothers staring out the windows as Diavolo hums in delight to the tunes on the radio. Barbatos sits in the driver’s seat, sunglasses covering his dead-eyed expression as the group travels to a previously unspecified location.

“Are we there yeeet...” Whines Mammon, cheek pressed against the window as he glares out in the distance.

“Mammon, be patient,” Lucifer growls, looking up from his paperwork. The eldest brother clearly is disgusted by being squished between Mammon and Leviathan.

“But where are we going?” grumbles Satan, his voice drifting from behind the eldest trio.

“And is there gonna be food?” Beel whines, clutching his belly.

“If you don’t all shut up we’re turning this van around,” Lucifer snaps, a stress-based migraine forming in his skull.

“Now now Lucifer,” Diavolo hums, looking over and giving a sunny smile to his best friend, “It’s a picnic with a new business partner. There’s no need to fight.”

“Picnic??” Beelzebub glows, looking over from his spot leaning against the right rear window, “I love picnics!”

“We know,” Levi huffs, looking up from his manga and scowling, being crushed between the window and Lucifer is probably the third eldest’s nightmare.

“Oh a picnic,” coos Asmodeus, lacing his fingers together and smiling, “So romantic! I’d like to take (y/n) on a picnic...”

A soft snore from the back of the van is all Belphegor contributes to the conversation.

Soon, the van turns down a long driveway, dirt roads kicking up dust as the trees fly past. A small cottage appears, a large field of flowers and shrubs taking up the space around the quaint little home. In the distance, a figure rounds the corner, a rake and shovel in their hands. A tattered pair of overalls cover the human’s form, a wide-brimmed hat protecting their face from the sun. Looking up, the lovely face of (y/n) finally revealed to the group as Barbatos pulls up and parks in front of the cottage.

“Hello!” the florist smiles, waving a gloved hand as Diavolo hops out of the van.

“(y/l/n) Hello!!” Diavolo comes up and pulls the human into a hearty hug.

“(Y/N)!!” Mammon hollers, clambering out of the van and trampling his brothers in the process. Flopping out of the van, the second eldest races over and stumbles to his totally-not-crush.

“Hey guys,” the little cute human smiles, pulling away from the demon prince. The other demons file out of the van, Beelzebub carrying his younger brother like a princess.

“What are we doing here?” Satan hums, looking around, “Not that I’m complaining...” the blonde casts a wink to the human, drawing a blush from their cheeks.

“Well,” Diavolo pulls a small burlap bag from his pocket, “I found that these forests are able to house some native Devildom flowers. Specifically the Mirage Flower.”

“Ah,” Lucifer chimes in, “This is a chance to bring back a dying plant species. How noble.” The prince nods, patting (y/n) on the shoulder.

“So y’all, do you wanna see the grounds?” (y/n) giggles, slipping their gloves off as they set their tools aside.

“Well duh, that’s the point,” Mammon huffs, crossing his arms.

“Oh how romantic! Do you grow roses??” Asmodeus comes up, linking his arm with the human’s and snuggling up close. A dreamy smile creeps over Momo’s face as he surveys the field.

“Do you have any cherry blossom trees??” Levi chimes in, clutching his manga to his chest.

“Mhm, I have roses and cherry blossoms,” (y/n) nods, feeling Mammon grip the sleeve on their left arm.

“Well??” Diavolo chuckles, “Show us around.” The human nods, holding Asmodeus’ hand and walking off to the flowering plants. Violets, roses, tulips, carnations, sunflowers, and other vibrant blooms pass as the group meander through the beautiful landscape.

“This seems like a lot of upkeep,” Barbatos hums, gently examining a white rose.

“It is, but it makes me happy,” (y/n) smiles, walking along to a handbuilt gazebo, “After I inherited this land I...well... I realized I didn’t need to chase after dreams that didn’t make me happy. I’m a simple person, deep down, I just want to tend to the flowers and make people happy.” A glowing grin beams from the sunshiny human.

“Aww (y/n)...” Asmo coos, hugging the florist tightly, “that’s so beautiful...”

“Oh!” Dio coos, smiling, and addressing the demons, “We should get the food out of the car since it’s still cold in there. I promised (y/n) that I’d bring some Devildom food for them to try.” The group grumbles a bit, following Diavolo towards the van.

“Hey Momo??” calls (y/n), “Could you help me set up the gazebo for the picnic?” The beautiful demon grins, nodding and racing back over to hug (y/n)’s arm tightly.

“Of course, sweetie,” Asmodeus smiles, walking alongside (y/n) with hips swaying. The white-painted wood of the gazebo is hardly visible behind the gorgeous wisteria vines and blooms. A quilt sits folded on the banister, a crate with cups, plates, and silverware close by. A pile of pillows can also be found by the crate. Asmo spreads the pastel quilt out, plopping down on one of the pillows as (y/n) brings the crate over.

The duo sits in comfortable silence, carefully laying out the places for the other brothers. Once the quaint little eating area is set up, Asmo crawls over with pleading eyes.

“Sweetie?” Momo mumbles, eyes wide and pleading, “Can I lay my head on your lap?” His face is coated in the slightest blush, the pink complimenting his eyes ever-so-nicely. A soft nod from (y/n) causes an excited squeak to come from the Avatar of Lust, his head plopping down into the overall-clad lap of his companion. Gently, as though he may break, (y/n) begins combing their fingers through his hair, gently plucking out a few flower petals from his soft locks.

“Your skin is always glowing, Momo,” (y/n) mumbles, gently tracing the shell of his ear, “Is that a demon thing?”

“Nah,” Asmodeus rolls to look up at his snuggle buddy, “I just take care of myself.” (y/n) giggles, tracing Momo’s jaw gently with the tips of their fingers. The demon closes his honey eyes, shadows cast from the vines dancing across his face.

“Fair enough, Mo,” (y/n)’s eyes slide shut, their fingers gently mapping out the dips and rises in Asmodeus’ face as they enjoy the comfortable silence.

“I think this life is lovely,” Asmodeus mumbles, his body stretched out ever so slightly, “I think I could get used to it. A cute little cottage, pretty flowers, and a beautiful human partner...” (y/n) smiles, giggling a bit.

“Oh really?” They smile.

“Yes really.”

“Oi,” Mammon barks, the group coming up with baskets of food, “Quit getting all lovey-dovey with (y/n).” The group gather around, Belphegor finally awake and plopping down next to his (literally bigger) brother, Beel. Lucifer sits to (y/n)’s left, Diavolo and Barbatos next to him. The others find spots on the quilt in silence. Asmodeus has sat up, choosing to lean on (y/n)’s shoulder. Various strange pudding’s and non-heated food items are laid out, Beelzebub’s whole body tensing in restraint.

“You should try this seven-berry scone, it’s amazing,” Belphie hands some sort of baked(?) item over to the human companion, plopping it onto their plate.

“Say Ah,” Asmodeus holds up a spoon with what could be dark chocolate pudding on it. Judging by the warm look in his eyes, the food is not indeed poisoned. Taking the spoon into their mouth, the whole group watches as (y/n) squeezes their eyes closed in delight.

“Mmm!” The human’s eyes twinkle in joy, “That’s pretty good.” nibbling the scone, (y/n) looks away for a moment. In that space of not being watched, the brothers cast jealous glances at each other.

“Excuse me, (y/l/n),” Barbatos hums, pulling a parcel from his bag, “This is for you.” The handsome demon butler hands the florist the parcel.

“Consider it a gift,” Beams Diavolo, “Since you wanted to help us, its the least I can do.” Soft hands open the parcel, revealing an ancient leatherbound book.

“Aww Dio,” (y/n) smiles, “Thank you.”

“It’s a book on Devildom’s native flora and fauna,” Barbatos hums, a slight smile gracing his otherwise serious features. “to help you in your attempts to grow the Mirage Flower.”

“I’ll try my best!” (y/n) beams, eyes crinkling in another adorable smile. They’re features are sunny, warm, refreshing. The Devildom has no sun, but if (y/n) were there it would surely feel like a pleasant summer day all the time. No matter the colors they wear or things they like, they glowing shine of their soul warms even the coldest of hearts.

The group sits, admiring the scent of the lovingly kept flowers and casting affectionate glances at their little human friend. Their little crush.

Their sunshine.

#obey me #swd #obey me swd #shall we date #obey me shall we date #obey me x reader #Flowers for my boys

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fuwafuwamedb · 4 years

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A Case of Bureaucracy Pt 6 (Siduri, Hakuno, CasGil, Gudako, Rin)

Thus Far: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5

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“I’m not a tea person. I have no preference,” Hakuno reminded him again. “I just don’t like bitter things.”

He still wasn’t listening, opting to sip more of his drink and greet the company that soon came through the door. Siduri’s small smile and her news of dinner being in an hour was enough to make her groan internally.

“I should go get some of my things,” Hakuno found herself telling the arrogant man.

“We can push back dinner,” Gilgamesh pointed out.

“Actually,” Siduri shifted, looking between them. “Enkidu is planning to join for dinner.”

The blond winced.

“I have tried to tell them that you want time to settle in more with your wife, but they were very insistent on being able to join this evening.”

“I thought Enkidu had a shoot.”

Siduri shook her head. “I checked. They’ve been meandering, it seems.”

Whatever that meant, it looked like it left old Gilgamesh none too pleased. Even more, she could see Siduri glancing her way, feigning another smile, although the look in her eyes said she was struggling.

So Enkidu had taken a day off.

Good for them. The place felt like a large, golden trimmed prison with wardens and cameras around every corner. The maids were gossips and the warden herself was influential enough to her that she was sitting here in clothes that were not her own and sipping tea with the world’s most arrogant arachnophobe.

“Hakuno and I will simply have to not keep Enkidu waiting.”

Gilgamesh stood up, brushing a hand down his button up and reaching her way.

“Come along, Hakuno.”

Come along, Hakuno, Hakuno thought to herself, sighing as she took the man’s hand.

How hard was it to divorce someone whom you married by mistake? It should have been a quick case of, ‘oh no. We’re married and we don’t know one another. Let me sign here and you sign there and- done. Divorced.’

The two of them should have been already eating separately, this place a mere memory in her head.

But that wasn’t the case and Hakuno found herself slipped under the blond’s arm, his beefy enough arm reminding her that she was far from home.

“Please take your time. I can distract Enkidu for a while,” Siduri told them.

“Do that,” Gilgamesh replied.

“Don’t you need someone to bring the car around?” That was how it worked in the movies, after all.

“We don’t have a great deal of time.” Gilgamesh moved forward with that, opening one of the doors off the other sitting room, ushering her to a long hallway and to the other end of the house.

The lights came on. The cars gleamed in a row of red and golden colored vehicles. The place was too modern, too cold, like the rest of the house. She still had the urge to wrap her hands before touching anything. She still felt like someone should be taking pictures instead of living here.

“We’ll take this one.”

Right. This one.

The golden vehicle looked like someone had melted a gold bar over a frame of some sort. The brand logo gleamed under the low lights, reminding her well of when she had worked with Roma under Nero’s smiling face.

The inside was no better.

The gleam of the dashboard over the black interior bathed the space in a faint blue. The trim of the vehicle was adorned in a wooden looking finish and LEDs. Gilgamesh himself was already pressing the button on the dash, lifting up the lights from the front of the car and pressing another button to start the garage door.

“First time?”

“I rode a car here,” she pointed out.

The sound of his laughter came a moment before he sped forth, racing into the world outside and along the path towards the house.

“You must visit the courthouse often.”

She could almost hear sirens already. Here she was riding in the car with some kind of lunatic.

“Hmm?” Gilgamesh shifted.

Hakuno stopped him as he went to turn his head. “DON’T LOOK AWAY FROM THE ROAD!”

“I’ve driven this path a thousand times. It’s fine-“

She kept her hands on his face, forcing him to face forward. Adrenaline junkie or not, he wasn’t getting them a near death experience today because of his lack of attention for tasks.

“Hakuno, remove your hands. You can’t afford my face.”

“Keep your eyes on the road and maybe I wouldn’t have to touch your baby face.”

“Excuse me?”

It was baby soft. What did he expect?

But he reached up, pulling the hands off one at a time before they made it out to where the real world was. The car raced along the roads, speeding passed the police cars and around corners. Others were honking, but the man was already passed them, too far ahead to ever be caught.

“Do you even know where you’re going?” Hakuno asked him.

“No.”

She really hated this guy.

She really did.

“Take the next turn,” she offered. “Masters Street is what you’re looking for. There’s a large apartment complex. You can’t miss it.”

You can’t miss it, but he did a loop three times around the building.

The sheer gleam of the guy as they walked into the building was like some kind of spotlight, bringing everyone’s attention to him.

Flashy, flamboyant man right here, he seemed to advertise, in desperate need of being spoiled by every single person that I meet. Take me to your finest of everything so I can exercise my talent of being obscenely critical.

A few of the more questionable apartment owners waved in Gilgamesh’s direction, eyes following them until Hakuno opted for the stairs.

She needed air, breathing room.

More importantly, she needed the exercise and time to not look at Gilgamesh. Having to run up these stairs, even in heels, was better than having Gilgamesh next to her in the mirrored elevators.

“Hakuno, these stairs are ancient. This can’t be livable.”

She was ready to curl up in bed now and forget about dinner.

Hakuno shoved a hand into her pockets as they got to her floor, her eyes landing on her door just as she grasped- air.

I’m not wearing my clothes.

Which meant her house keys were currently on the bed in that bedroom she’d changed in, alongside her wallet and phone.

Cursing her luck, she had no other choice. Her fists pounded on the crappy wood door, watching it rattle on its hinges. No noise that it made could drown out the sounds of Gudako and Rin racing for the door. The thumps and slams on the other side gave away the head to head race happening just beyond.

“…HAKUNO!”

Rin won, although that was little surprise. Her hair a mess of brown and her shoulders graced by the redheaded roommate of theirs, both Rin and Gudako looked over at her as they opened the door.

“Holy shit, you look cute,” Gudako observed. “New clothes?”

“It’s a long story,” Hakuno replied.

“We were approached and told to go home,” Rin pointed out. “You got married apparently? What happened to getting patents? I thought- ...Who’s this?”

Right. Gilgamesh.

Hakuno took a breath, beginning the introduction.

“Rin. Gudako. This is-“

An arrogant man. That was all she could think as she felt him move.

The man behind her was already moving in, pressing his lips to her neck. His hands seemed to know where to hold her, pulling her up against his stone slab of a chest as he chuckled near her ear.

“I’m sure the two of you already know who I am,” Gilgamesh boasted. “Hakuno speaks of you often. Gilgamesh King. We’re here to get my wife’s things.”

Rin and Gudako looked to one another before giving him a bemused frown.

“I can explain,” Hakuno began.

However, yet again, Gilgamesh was pushing forward, getting them into the apartment where he curled his lip at the interior.

“Hakuno and I were married earlier. It was a quiet affair. You’ve seen my work. It’s important to be able to enjoy personal affairs… personally,” he hesitated on that last bit.

Probably because he was full of shit.

“Hakuno, who is this guy?” Rin glared up at him. “There’s something about him that I don’t like.”

“The feeling is mutual.”

Rin’s frown darkened.

“Gilgamesh makes videos,” Hakuno explained. “He’s an actor or something.”

“Oh! That explains the flashiness.” Gudako nodded. “Hot damn. I didn’t think you’d marry an actor. Kinda weird for you, but you always do like the arrogant guys in movies.”

She wasn’t going to touch that.

“Hakuno!”

“I have to grab my things, Gudako, but come with me if you want to talk more.”

Her group wasn’t stopping with that. Rin took the lead in follow, Gudako trailing after with a grin towards Gilgamesh.

“How long have the two of you been dating?” Rin asked.

“Six months,” Gilgamesh replied.

“You were cheating on Emiya?”

Hakuno groaned, running a hand over her face.

Was this what that situation before had been like for Gilgamesh? Arrogantly spout answers that could be poked holes into? God, but they weren’t good at lying, were they?

“You got us, Rin.” Hakuno glanced over at her as she pulled a suitcase from her closet. “I officially got to talk to Gilgamesh today. We were married by a mistake and I’m planning to live with him for a while until we divorce.”

Rin groaned. “You never tell me anything! You’re so confusing, Hakuno! Just tell me, were you cheating before?”

“No, I just wasn’t in a serious relationship with Gilgamesh.”

Rin nodded, glancing over at him. “We don’t know anything about you. What movies are you in?”

“Oh, yeah.” Gudako grinned. “I want to see your movies too.”

“I’m not a film actor. I am an internet personality with-“

She moved around Rin and Gudako and yanked the man in, pressing her lips to his before she had to start explaining internet things to Rin again. The man stumbled a little as she held his shirt, his hands going to her person.

“I-I think I hear Cu calling, Rin?”

“What? He told me that he went to sleep!”

The sound of footsteps could be heard, but Hakuno found herself pulled closer. Gilgamesh’s arms were pulling her in, his mouth moving against hers more.

“You’re taking advantage of this,” he murmured as their lips parted.

“Rin doesn’t use technology. Ever.” Hakuno shook her head. “She can barely manage her phone calls with her boyfriend. Do not try to explain these things to her.”

“They asked about my film career.”

“We really need to have a serious talk about how we’re going to manage to look like a normal relationship. I was dating someone until a month ago.”

“But it wasn’t serious.”

He seemed so confident about that. Meanwhile, she could only sigh, slowly releasing the man’s shirt.

“Who’s Enkidu?” she began.

“Hmm?”

“I have to pack.” Hakuno motioned at the room. “While I grab a few things to bring with me to your home, we might as well get our story straight. You’ve met Rin and Gudako. They’re pretty much the only two people I’m close to. They know we’ve been seeing one another and have gotten married. Gudako may look you up later, but Rin won’t give you too much thought since she trusts me to make my own weird decisions.”

She opened her top drawer and began to dump clothes in, glancing his way after another moment.

“So- since we have some time. Who is Enkidu? What do I need to know for this? What’s your favorite color? What do you like? And also, what do you hate?”

The man was still staring.

“Or we could just divorce,” she offered again.

“Enkidu is the model I mentioned earlier. They’ll ask you a lot of questions, but ignore them and just turn the attention back to me. That’s all you need.”

Hakuno threw one of her projects at him, making him catch the lotion bottle or get hit.

“What’s this?”

“First thing you need to know about me: I don’t stop when I have goals. That’s my creation that I have those patents for. One of many, actually. I plan to give that to Siduri when we get back.”

She dumped a bit more in the suitcase, heading towards her bathroom for her toiletries next.

“Second thing is, I don’t need much. I am self-sufficient. I don’t need any extra things or many creature comforts. Sweets don’t count, but sweets are a food group for a reason.”

She came back into the room and filled her suitcase a little more, carefully making sure the bottles were closed before placing them into the bag.

“There’s nothing special to know about me, so you can rest easy. You’ve gotten the most uninteresting bride of all. I make things and I spend time with my two friends. That’s it.”

The man looked around at the room again before moving forward. Those red eyes seemed to flash as she found him looming over her, his hand tilting her chin back. Then, as she looked up into that gaze, she found her breath catching.

“Do not speak like that again,” he murmured. “Nothing special is for others. You are married to me. That means what is mine is yours. You are the wife to the one man in Fuyuki who can sell anything with his name alone. You are the owner of the great Uruk estate alongside me. You have gardens others grow green with envy about. You are adorned in clothes others can only dream about. And then, at night, you get to rest next to me.”

Her face was burning, alongside the rest of her existence as the man leaned in close and purred the words to her. His hot breath fanned at her face, his hold keeping her upright.

“You married the great King, Hakuno.”

The bed met her back. The man himself had somehow pushed her bedroom door closed.

“This is not where I would have wanted to begin this, but you’ve been teasing me with all that bouncing up the stairs and kissing me. You’ve made your intentions clear enough.”

#drabble #drabbles

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travellingmonk · 4 years

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PART 1 - An Image That Predicts The Future 3 by Sunao Ari - Translated!!!

Now, to explain this a bit, I don't normally go out of my way for a doujinshi. (pain in the arse for me to translate with conversational Japanese and I am, by far, NOT an expert in the language.) However, this one I just HAD to know the story of and share. Because reasons. Fair warning, this is a Seiji x Touma story... where Seiji dies... and Touma takes it EXTREMELY BADLY... then dies, too. And the art style is consistent... but... eh... It's not comparable to Ken Mizuki or Lapis Homme art style. (to be honest, took me 3 times flipping through this, and the third time actually paying attention to the story being told, not the art style, before I picked up on the very emotional story that was unfolding. -_-U) So... yeah, if that upsets you, keep on scrollin' and pay no mind to this post.

If you're curious, then keep reading.

Now, to give you a VERY short version of these 3 pages, it’s a summary of what happened in the past 2 books (lordy only knows where a copy of them could be since this was released back in the early 1990′s).

Short version summary : Touma’s got a disease that’s landed his butt in the hospital. At first he lies and tells everyone he’s fine, but gets worse, thinks he’s gonna die, then goes all ‘Seiji! I love you!’ to which the blonde Trooper goes ‘I love you, too <3′. By the time Touma is well enough to leave the hospital, he catches sight of his boy on TV, severely injured, trying to whoop some Youja bad guy butt. Only to end up getting himself rushed into the hospital. Which ends up with the truth coming out that Seiji’s got cancer, has a month left to live, and life sucks. They decide to get married asap, with Touma giving Seiji a wedding ring.

Not long after, a new round of attacks from the Youja World (and Arago’s army) is unleashed on the city. Seiji knows he needs to be out there to help fight back and to form the Kikoutei armor, but he’s too weak and can barely move.

He prays / begs to Kaosu for help, saying he’d give his life if it means he can help stop this. Lo and behold, POOF! Seiji is magically made better, the Youja gate the baddies came through gets sealed up, all the bad guys are dealt with, and Seiji says goodbye as he walks into the magical sphere that will seal all of that evil away. Touma doesn’t take this well, AT ALL. He tries to stop Seiji, Shin attempting to hold Touma back, and, just like that, Seiji, the Youja bad guys, and the Youja gate are all gone.

Current book starts off by jumping well over a decade into the future with Shin, all grown up, with his now 8 year old daughter.

It’s a weird way to start this book, but we go from Shin and his daughter in the future, to back in the past after Seiji’s death.

Touma is not taking his friend’s / husband’s death well AT ALL. To the point he’s having violent nightmares, wakes up still being stressed / freaked out, and to where Nasutei has to use sedatives on him to make him calm down to any degree. Even then, he’s still in denial, and the others have to lie to him, saying that Seiji is out but that he’ll be back soon.

An exhausted Nasutei commenting (after he’s fallen back to sleep) commenting about why can’t he just accept Seiji’s death like everyone else has? Having Touma go through this is torture on all of them. Time flows ever onward and the warm weather turns cold. Touma gets past the worst of it, more or less, but is depressed and suicidal. To the point he locks his bedroom door, slits his wrists, and tries to bleed out. The others rescue him, get him to the hospital, to which, afterwords, comes back to Nasutei’s house where EVERYONE keeps an eye on him and makes sure anything sharp is locked away.

This stresses out everyone, and gets Shin, who’s been the most patient and compassionate of the bunch, to snap. Saying that Seiji wouldn’t have wanted his friend to behave this way, and that there’s no guarantee that if Touma WOULD die, that they’d end up meeting in the afterlife.

Things really aren’t made any easier when Kayura comes to visit and has news. Sure Seiji’s sacrifice was a noble one and did seal up that one location so no other evils, gates, or soldiers could return, but it’s messed up stuff to the point where any wickedness happens, a gate will appear and, well, we all know that the Earth isn’t the most peaceful place in the universe.

Touma gets upset, to the point he grabs her by the neck and slams her down onto the dining room table. Despite her best efforts, she’s unable to open the seal at all and reclaim Seiji’s body. At least if they had his body they could have a funeral and say a proper ‘farewell’. Eventually he releases her, then gets super depressed. One day while out on the the terrace with Ryou, a tree branch breaks and wallops Touma upside the head, giving him a nasty bleeding cut.

As his friends tend to the injury and stop the bleeding, Shin gives the blue haired Trooper a letter. After everything, Shin had claimed the bag of Seiji’s clothing and belongings from when he was in the hospital and, among the things is a letter addressed to Touma.

In the letter is a lock of Seiji’s hair and the letter basically reads ‘By the time you read this, I’ll be dead. Don’t be sad. Are you lonely? Are you alone? Go out and live your life. You still have one to live. Make me proud.’

That seems to be what it takes to snap Touma out of his mood and turns his whole world around. The next morning finds the Trooper of Tenku coming downstairs to breakfast wearing clean clothes, with the lock of hair tied to a necklace, and stating that he’ll be leaving the house soon. He’s decided to aim to become a doctor and to find a cure to the cancer that took Seiji’s life. (Line of logic here would probably be more like ‘if he hadn’t had that cancer, he wouldn’t have gotten so severely injured, and wouldn’t have had to sacrifice his life to safe the city. Hence, is all cancer’s fault that this happened’.)

Chapter 3 picks up in the future (or would this be considered the present?) with Doctor Hashiba getting called into surgery to save someone’s life.

The surgery went well. He gets praised. Then his mother decides to swing by for a visit. Half because she just won a Pulitzer Prize and wants to celebrate, and two, because she’s now got some time off from work to do so.

The only thing is, she’s got bad timing. This is Touma and Seiji’s wedding anniversary, and the anniversary / observance of when he died.

They have a bit of an arguement. She saying ‘I don’t want you to be alone’ and he saying ‘I’m not alone. I can’t love anyone else. Seiji was the only one in the world for me’. The conversation dies out when Shin arrives for a chat and Touma’s mother leaves. (And, yes, that IS Shin with the really long hair. I honestly think that Sunao Ari was channeling Shin’s early design from when the characters were still in developtment. Not even kidding, here.)

Anywho, onwards with the story~

Touma and Shin get to chatting. Shin’s here because, thanks to Touma, his daughter is cured of the same kind of cancer Seiji had. Today is the day she’s being released from the hospital and can go home. Touma asks if they’d seen Seiji’s inspirational statue out in front of the hospital. Shin has but his daughter hasn’t. She goes out to look? He sends her out to look? Not really clear on that, BUT, either way, she’s outside meandering about while the two men talk. The conversation is basically ‘everything changes, but it sure seems like Seiji / the memory of Seiji has never changed’. Touma makes an offhanded comment about his own disease and says that he knows / he has a feeling that he’s going to die soon.

Suddenly there’s noise from outside and, come to find out, Shin’s daughter (4 years old at this time) is out in the middle of the road. The two men race outside, with Touma being faster, and shoves her out of the way of danger.

Unfortunately, this lands Touma smack dab in the middle of traffic instead. And, well...

The headlights of a truck? ambulance? are all too familiar to the light that Seiji walked into all thos years ago. Just like that BAM!!!!

Shin rushes to his friend’s side and, understandably so, freaking out. (Pretty sure the pictures speak for themselves here. Also, TOUMA! NUUUU!!! I may be a loyal Ryou fangirl at heart but, TOUMA! NUUUUU!!!)

As Touma is dying in Shin’s arms, Seiji in angel form appears. Touma manages to whisper out the name of his beloved significant other before completely giving into death.

Is super sad. (DANG IT, SUNAO ARI! WHY MUST YOU HURT ME SO!? GWAAAHHH SUCH A SAD STORY!!!!!)

The story picks up later at Touma’s funeral.

Despite the super sad atmosphere and Shin blaming himself for his friend’s death (’it’s my fault. I killed him.’ Shin, sweetie, no you didn’t. Your daughter wandered into traffic and Touma died saving her life. You didn’t do a thing! ~*sad hugs*~ ) Touma’s dead body had a gentle smile on its face. At least he died happy.

Around his neck is the same lock of Seiji’s hair from the letter so many years ago.

(Shut up, dun look at me! I’m not crying! You’re crying! Bwaaa~ :,( )

The story ends with Shin noticing the fact that it’s beginning to snow. In October. Too early.

He wonders if the snow is a sign that Touma and Seiji are now happy together, or sad.

Sunao Ari, I know it’s been decades since you made this story, probably the first time someone NOT Japanese has been able to read it, but I hope that where ever life finds you, that you’re doing well, are enjoying good health, and are no longer torturing Seiji and Touma. (not sure mah lil ol’ fangirl heart could take another book like this one from you! ^_^U) Well, that’s it. Hope you enjoyed the story and the fact that it was translated for your .... it’s not right to say ‘enjoyment’ here, is it? for your reading pleasure? ... still doesn’t sound right. ~*offers you soft tissues and a warm blanket after that story*~ excuse me whilst i go hunt down some cute pictures of fluffy kittens to console mahself with.

#Yoroiden Samurai Troopers Ronin Warriors Seiji Date Sage Date Rowne Hashiba Touma Hashiba

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metalandmagi · 5 years

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January Media Madness

It’s a new year, and yes I’m still keeping track of the stuff I watch and/or read. I really just like being able to keep track of everything that came out during the year, and I like to shout my thoughts into the void. And maybe someone will find something they like.

Movies!

The Guy Who Didn’t Like Musicals: Okay, not a movie, but it’s the latest musical from Starkid so I had to include it somewhere. And this time it’s a horror alien/zombie take over that causes everyone to act like they’re in a musical, and humanity’s only hope is an average guy who happens to not like musicals. That may not sound bad, BUT THINK OF THE IMPLICATIONS! The plot could sort of meander at times, but it’s hilarious and also pretty dark for Starkid. If nothing else, watch it because Lauren Lopez is a goddess. 9/10

Monty Python and the Holy Grail: Everyone’s favorite silly King Arthur searching for the holy grail story. I hadn’t watched this movie since I was a kid, and there was so much stuff I forgot about! And yeah it’s still pretty great. I do feel like it drags in the middle a little, but I still always enjoy the tomfoolery! 9/10

Three Identical Strangers: A documentary about a set of identical triplets who were separated at birth and the sinister intentions of the adoption agency who separated them. On top of being an interesting story, it is super thought provoking bringing up questions of scientific morality, nature vs nurture, and mental health...which does make it a little depressing. I love the way it sets up the mystery of the story, but it also makes you feel terrible for trying to plot out and guess the story of these actual human beings’ lives. So I’d recommend it to anyone who is interested in crazy stories and scientific corruption! 9/10

Venom: A classic tale of a boy and his symbiote. In which the weirdest investigative reporter in the world is possessed by an alien parasite while trying to stop a corrupt corporation from constantly murdering people. Guys, I originally never planned to see this movie. I never cared about Venom. I was never big into the Spiderman universe, but then this movie came out and everyone was saying how weird it was...and how Eddie and Venom are like a thing...so curiosity got the better of me. And I’m kind of underwhelmed. I think I would have liked it more if I never had any expectations going into it, because it really wasn’t as weird as I thought it would be. The first 30 minutes were a slog, the dialogue was clunky, the plot was very predictable and basic, and I feel like Eddie and Venom didn’t have enough interaction. But it had its moments, I get why some people love it, and I did like what I saw of the symbiote relationship, so all in all it was just..okay. Oh well. 6.5/10

Mama Mia Here We Go Again: The just as ridiculous sequel to Mama Mia, featuring more dumb plots that don’t fit together, more dumb writing, and more over the top performances. Just like the first one, it’s a silly excuse to put some ABBA songs in a movie and make you have fun, and it accomplishes that in spades. Because if you’re watching a Mama Mia movie for the “plot” or anything other than the musical numbers and silliness, you’re making a huge mistake. It is a little clunkier trying to weave two timelines together, but who cares because they’re singing Dancing Queen! As an actual movie, we all know it’s barely passable as a 6/10 but just for getting drunk with your friends and having fun it’s a 9/10

Books!

The Horse and His Boy by C.S. Lewis: The fifth/third book in the Chronicles of Narnia in which a boy and a talking horse run away from the land of Calormen to get to Narnia...and find out about a plot to take over Narnia along the way. I know some people think this is the most interesting book in the series plot wise, and technically there is more plot...but it’s boring as hell. I really think Lewis’s normal interjections would have made it more entertaining, but he doesn’t use his author’s voice at all! Not only is it written in an incredibly circular and drawn out way (some people literally tell stories like they’re writing the bible), but it’s also SUPER RACIST and kind of sexist too. I was so excited because when the book first started I thought we were getting a canonical protagonist of color...and then he turns out to be a kidnapped white boy surrounded by “savages.” Yes we have Aravis...but I really don’t know how to feel about her. Also Bree the horse is really just an asshole, so it’s hard to like any of the characters. I did appreciate having adult Edmund and Susan around though, so it’s not a total waste. The truth is, this is the book that I could barely get through as a kid and would constantly fall asleep reading so I barely remembered anything besides the fact that I didn’t like it. 3/10

Skyward by Brandon Sanderson: In a distant future, humans are trapped on a wasteland planet where their only hope for survival are teenagers flying spaceships while fighting a mysterious alien race. Aka: local girl is constantly dumped on by society and makes friends with a talking spaceship. Okay this book definitely has its problems, but I mostly don’t care because 1. The world building is great. 2. Spensa is a fun main character. 3. All the side characters have distinguishable personalities and interactions *cough* m-bot *cough*. And 4. The plot could be predictable at times but I really liked following the mystery of it all...even if there’s some weird chosen one type of bullshit going on towards the end. It has a major season one Attack on Titan vibe with all the questions about humanity’s history and mankind uniting to fight a mysterious enemy. This is a super fun read that kept me theorizing and was also incredibly motivational. Did I like all of Sanderson’s decisions when it came to which characters died? Hell no. Do I think the government would have a lot more backlash considering its dumbass way of fighting wars? Yes. But I’d still recommend it, and I’m still looking forward to the next book! 8/10

TV Shows!

Aggretsuko: The most adorable musical comedy anime of 2018, where Retsuko, a 25 year old office worker is getting fed up with her job and copes with life by singing aggressive death metal songs...and by the way everyone’s a cute animal. I’m a little late to this party, but this show is so precious and also disturbingly accurate to real life. Retsuko is so relatable, Haida’s crush on her is well executed and not forced, there’s great working women solidarity (Gori and Washimi are the fucking queens of anime side characters) and the metal is so well integrated! Please watch this charming show and the Christmas special if you haven’t already! I NEED ANOTHER SEASON NOW! 10/10

A Series of Unfortunate Events (season 3): The final season of the Baudelaires’ tale of misery and woe. And man did they stick the landing. “But it doesn’t leave things vague enough, they didn’t leave the sugar bowl a mystery.” GOOD! I’ve had to deal with Snicket’s badly written ending to the books since 2006. I love that they explained as much as they did. The ending was bittersweet and more concrete while still delivering the message of how the world is morally gray. Also Quigley was amazing, Sunny was amazing, FERNALD WAS AMAZING! KIT WAS AMAZING! EVERYONE WAS AMAZING! And I almost cried seeing the kids in their outfits from the book covers. I wish Jacqueline was in it, but I think her character would have felt redundant with Kit in the mix. This was an amazing adaption all around, and this season did a great job at putting some of the more...difficult books on screen without it feeling out of place. Even if you haven’t read the books, I encourage anyone who likes mysteries and different forms of storytelling to suffer with the rest of us! 10/10

The Disastrous Life of Saiki K (season 1): Local overpowered psychic anime boy just wants to be ignored and blend in with society, but the universe constantly surrounds him with silly situations that cause him to use his powers. I finally got around to watching this show, and it’s hilarious. Kusuo is a great deadpan main character who is definitely ace as hell, and the English dub is actually pretty good! I don’t really want to watch the show in Japanese now because I feel like the dub does a better job at timing the comedic lines and distinguishing everyone’s thoughts. So now I’m upset that the second season hasn’t been dubbed (thanks Netflix). But yeah it’s a great silly show to binge watch. 10/10

Community: The misadventures of a wacky study group going to the world’s worst community college. You know, the one with all the memes? Okay, I know I’m the last one to watch this and technically I still have a season and a half left at this point, but I thought I’d include it anyway. This show is such a wild ride that I don’t even know what to think about it anymore. The first two seasons were pretty average with a few absolutely brilliant episodes thrown in. And then...the paintball episodes happened, and the show just became amazing. I do have a lot of questions though....like if the main character is a lawyer (sort of), why does he never sue the dean for sexual harassment? Why does Pierce, the resident old, sexist, racist, problematic baby boomer have an “arc” centered around a logical fallacy. No one wants to hang out with him because he’s terrible, but he’s upset because he feels left out and constantly does terrible things to get back at them? I literally almost dropped the show because I couldn’t take him anymore, and then the writers just magically dial him back in his last seasons...which I’m thankful for. And I don’t even know where to being with Chang. BUT this show is a testament to creative writing and innovative meta ways to tell stories. The rest of the study group is made up of hilarious well balanced characters that all have their distinct broken but quirky personalities. And I love them all...except Pierce. So, even though I haven’t finished it, I’d give it an 8.5/10 so far.

Superstore: A sitcom about the daily struggles of workers in a W*lmart-esque superstore. I finally caught up to it, and it’s still fine. It’s not great, but not terrible either. It is incredibly accurate though, coming from someone who works retail. The best parts of the show are the scene transitions because they show all the things customers are doing in the store. And most of the time I just nod and go “yeah I’ve seen that.” This is one of those shows to have on for the sake of just having something on. It has its moments. 7/10

Honorable Mentions

Because these are the reasons why I didn’t really read much this month...or watch many movies.

YOUNG JUSTICE is officially back with the long awaited season 3. And it’s still pretty great, but man I wish I had rewatched the original series.

Netflix released the Taylor Swift Reputation stadium performance. So now you all know how much of a slut for Taylor Swift I am. I can’t help it if her latest album is basically Captive Prince the musical!

The Masked Singer (US version) is dragging me into a spiral of conspiracy theories. Please watch this ridiculous reality show where celebrities wear elaborate costumes and a super annoying judging panel tries to guess who they are. I’m in hell, because this show is set up terribly, but I also don’t want to leave.

Life is Strange 2: episode 2 was finally released. And I’m actually loving it. These games have a special place in my heart for some reason.

New Super Mario Bros U Deluxe came out and I hate myself for buying these stupid games because they consume all my time, and I don’t even really like them.

#yes i'm still doing this #long post #media madness #the guy who didn't like musicals #three identical strangers #monty python and the holy grail #a series of unfortunate events #venom #mama mia #the chronicles of narnia #the horse and his boy #skyward #aggretsuko #the disastrous life of saiki k.#community #superstore

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“can we be friends?” (”wanna fight for me?” pt. 2)

(part 1)

word count: 1710

contains: swearing, SAP, ME BEING EXTRA AS FUCK, race being a charming sassy binch as usual

pairing: racetrack higgins x reader

request: “I need a part two for wanna fight for me!!!! Its so good!!” (anonymous ask), “YoooooPart 2!!I seriously love this so much !!” (@con-long)

It had been several weeks since you’d seen the boy from the fight. You’d only watched him for a few minutes, but something about him made him stick in your mind. But Manhattan was a huge city, and you knew there were hundreds, if not thousands of newsies in this area alone. So you did your best to forget about the boy with the blue eyes and the cocky grin.

But one day, as fate would have it, you saw the boy again.

You happened to be on the same block as before, where the scuffle broke out. You remembered how brave he’d been, taking on those two older boys at once. What had caused the fight in the first place? You didn’t know them, but something about them gave you the creeps. They looked like bullies.

You meandered down the street, lost in thought. Dusk was soon to fall, and a few leaves skittered across your path in the autumn breeze. You absently kicked at a spare scrap of paper, tucking your arms beneath you for warmth. Suddenly a voice spoke behind you:

“What’s a pretty girl like you doing all by herself in these parts?”

You whirled around. It was one of the bullies. He gave you a slightly nasty grin. Your heart sinking, you noticed the other one standing just a little behind, watching.

“Just walking,” you answered, trying not to let your fear show. Maybe they’d leave you alone if you looked confident. “Well, I’ve gotta be going --”

“Now, hold on a minute, sweetheart,” the man drawled. “What’s your name?”

“Y/N,” you answered. “Now I really need to be somewhere, so--” He grabbed you roughly by the arm. “I wasn’t done talking to you, dollface.” “Excuse me?” you fired back, annoyed. Why couldn’t he just leave you alone?

The boy went on, seeming not to have heard, “My name’s Oscar. Pleasure to meet you. Now you have to tell me your name, so we can be properly acquainted.” He was still holding you by the arm. Your mind raced, looking for a way to get out of this without hurting him or yourself. Your time was running out if you wanted to escape without a struggle.

You told him your name to buy yourself a little time to think. “It’s been so nice talking, Oscar, but my mother’s expecting me, so I really have to go.” You hoped this would convince him, but he smiled and shook his head a little. “No, I think we’ve got time to chat. How about we go back to my place and hang out for awhile?” Oscar’s brother, as you guessed he was, chuckled from behind him.

You tried suddenly to yank your arm away, but Oscar’s grip was too strong. “Let me go!” you yelled. “Bastard!”

You struggled against him as he grabbed you from behind at the waist and lifted you up. “Stop! Oscar, cut it out!” His brother was still laughing in the background. Abruptly, his laughter ended and he fell to the ground with a thump. You were still kicking against Oscar and couldn’t see what had happened.

“Put ‘er down,” a new voice commanded. Oscar turned. When he saw the speaker, his expression changed and he slowly set you back on the ground. You looked toward your savior: it was the newsboy from weeks before.

Oscar had backed off a little, but you could see in his face that the fight wasn’t over yet. He sneered, “Well, well, if it isn’t one of our precious newsies. Aren’t you supposed to be scraping up pennies somewhere?”

“Ain’t you supposed to be preyin’ on teenage girls?” the boy fired back. “Oh, wait, you’s already doin’ that.” Despite the circumstances you couldn’t help but snicker. He shot you a saucy wink.

Oscar glared at him. “I was just having a chat with my new friend [Y/N] here,” he said, trying to take your hand. You yanked it out of his reach. “We’re not friends. He attacked me.” The boy frowned in mock disapproval. “Now, that ain’t right, is it, Oscar? Why don’t you let the pretty goil go? Or am I gonna hafta fight you again?” He smiled innocently.

Oscar seemed to think it over, then decided to save his dignity and left with a growl. The boy called after him, “Don’t forget to come back for your brudda!” For indeed the other bully was still lying on the ground where he’d been knocked flat by your champion.

The boy turned to you. “I’m Racetrack Higgins, but the boys all call me Race,” he said with a dazzling grin. He swept into a mock bow and took his hat off his head. “Pleasure to meet ya.” You answered, “[Y/N]. Thanks for saving me.” He smirked. “Aw, it’s no big deal, I fight those guys all the time. I ain’t scared of them.”

“I don’t know what I would have done if you hadn’t seen us.”

Race flashed you another smile. “Don’t worry about it, ‘cause I did see ya. And now we get to make each other’s ac-quin-tance.” He held out his hand and you took it, half laughing. Instead of shaking like you expected, he raised your hand softly to his lips and met your gaze. Those eyes... You could drown in those blue oceans.

You turned away suddenly, your cheeks burning. What business did he have going around charming random girls, anyway? He’s not random to me, you thought, but he doesn’t even know who I am.

“Thanks again, but I should get going.” You started walking away. Race followed eagerly. “But don’tcha wanna... be friends, or, I don’t know, get to know me?” he asked you. “I can be very interesting.”

You had never been flirted with before, but you imagined this must be what it was like. Race was one charming son of a bitch, that was for sure. But what would he make of you once he found out you knew him already? Would he think you were nuts for half-crushing on him after the fight?

Not liking the pause, he continued, “I’m a newsie. I sells papes. And sometimes I even fight the Delanceys if they’s buggin’ me too much.” He pulled a cigar out of his vest pocket. “Got a light?”

You shook your head, overcome by shyness. He shrugged and stuck it in his mouth anyway. This wasn’t like you. How had he managed to tie your tongue and send you head over heels already?

“[Y/N]?” he asked, looking sideways at you as you walked. “Hmm?” “Somethin’ the matter?”

“Oh... no,” you answered vacantly. You were still trying to think.

“Do I know you from somewhere?” Your heartbeat quickened. “N-no, I don’t think so.” “No, I do! You was there! At the fight! Weren’tcha?” Race didn’t stop for an answer. “Yeah, that’s right, I saw you right after I’d just soaked the Delanceys real good. Bet you was proud of me.”

You smiled shyly at him. “You were really good, Race.” “Thank you, thank you,” he said, waving to imaginary crowds. You noticed he had dimples when he smiled. This was not good.

There was silence for awhile as you walked side by side. Evening was falling, and the streetlamps were being lit. You could hear crickets chirping all around. Race stopped you suddenly. “[Y/N]...” he said, for the first time sounding less sure of himself. “Yes?”

“I.. I don’t know how to say this, but I do know ya. And ever since I saw ya at the fight, I’ve been thinkin’ about ya, and I didn’t ever think we’d ever get the chance to meet. But now... I’ve met ya, and I like ya. A lot. You’re real pretty, and sweet, too.”

You blushed furiously. “I like you, too. I was watching you at the fight and thinking how... how cute you were.” His swagger came back a little at that. “Weeelll,” Race said, smirking, “how about that? Li’l miss [Y/N] likes me!”

“Oh, don’t flatter yourself too much.”

He chuckled and gently, gently took your hand. “’S that okay?” You were facing each other. Suddenly you were keenly aware of the freckles on his face. You’d never noticed them before. “It’s wonderful.”

“Well, if that’s wonderful, then...” Race stepped closer to you and took your other hand in his. They were warm, firm hands, and strong, too.

You were so close now, you could practically hear his heart beating. His eyes were closed and his breathing was slowing. If you wanted to, you could’ve... You couldn’t bring yourself to finish the thought. He was so near. You were completely frozen in the moment.

“[Y/N]?” he murmured, looking down at you. “Can I kiss you?”

You couldn’t speak, but gave a single nod. Race took that as all the sign he needed and took your head in his hands to tilt it toward his. His lips brushed yours more softly than you would’ve thought possible, especially for someone so powerful. You lingered in the kiss, and when he finally pulled back, it took him a minute to open his eyes. You were feeling just as dazed inside. His breath was warm on your face.

The world came back into focus after a moment. Reality came crashing back in like a burst of stars appearing in the night sky. Did that really just happen?

Before you could think, Race came back in for another kiss. This one was more confident than the first, more solid, but sweeter and more tender. This time you broke off the kiss. “Racetrack Higgins, you are one hell of a kisser.”

He smirked. “I’s better at fightin’.”

“I wouldn’t be too sure.”

“So does that mean we’s friends now?”

It was your turn to pull him in, just before you answered, “We’ll see.”

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fearofaherobrine · 7 years

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Roleplay Server Log #259

"Sea Dragons, Liz Transformed, Mix Fix”

[Doc] Is rather unhappily working on the quartz floor of the shrine. It's raining outside one half of the building and it's blazing hot on the desert side. The air is full of fish and rot stink.

[Buff] Do you even know what it is?

[Basil] Loud noises outside-

[Doc] It's horrible and it stinks!

[Endrea] Pokes her head in- What is that rancid smell?

[Doc] Waves hir hands vaguely at the pile of rot - THIS.

[Buff] It's a thingie!

[Endrea] - I can see that...

[Doc] It's got these flat things that look like leafy stuff, but I know it's supposed to be an animal!

[Buff] Looks at Endrea - I don't think we've met before. - Sticks out a huge hand- I'm Buff!

[Endrea] Politely takes his hand- I am Endrea

[Buff] Shakes it- You're really pretty mis.

[Doc] Uses a lance to lift away a chunk of flesh - I think I found the head. Finally.

[Endrea] - Thank you. Head, Doctor?

[Doc] Grabs something and drags it out a bit. It's a nasty looking skull with a long skinny snout and big empty eyesockets.

[Basil] Loud aggravated honking noise-

[Endrea] - I'm about ready to drag that thing out of the water and into the desert

[Doc] It's just hungry and angry. I'm working as fast as I can!

[Endrea] Grumbles- Doctor, do you mind if I stretch out into my larger form?

[Doc] Not at all. There's plenty of room even with this mess. Just try not to get any one you.

[Endrea] Shifts into her dragon form, shaking herself off a little before loafing-

[Buff] Is suprised- Whoah! I didn't know you were a dragon! You're still lovely though. Very fit and sleek.

[Endrea] Hums out her thanks-

[Buff] Leans over Doc as they try to clean the skull a bit in a cauldron of boiling water - How come it doesn't have any feet?

[Doc] I don't know! It doesn't seem to have teeth either.

[Endrea] - It almost appears dragon like, but as far as I know dragons do not exist out there...

[Doc] Dammit, I'm gonna have to ask Lie. I need an irl expert. I hope she doesn't cuss me out for exposing her to this awful smell.

[Buff] I'll go get her! I feel like doing some running anyway!

[Doc] Knock yourself out man.

[Buff] Righty-O! - Is off like a shot.

[Doc] Stares after him.

[Endrea] - Well he's... Energetic...

[Doc] He's a bit strange, but at least he's friendly and actually helpful.

[Endrea] Humms and then preens herself a little-

[Lie] Is trimming back the honesty blossoms a little-

[Buff] Comes racing up - Mis Lie!

[Lie] Yelps- Oh! Buff, hello

[Buff] Doc needs you urgently!

[Lie] - Oh, um, okay?

[CP] Comes outside-

[Buff] Picks her up like a child and runs away with her-

[Lie] Yelps-

[CP] - YOU FUCKER BRING BACK MY WIFE!

[Buff] Someone to race! Catch me if you can! - Is almost to the spawn already-

[CP] Teleports after them with a growl-

[Buff] Makes it to the shrine and carries Lie inside-

[Lie] Immediately gags- Oh fucking hell what is that!?

[Buff] We're not sure. That's why we needed you! That was a good run. Cp's a slowpoke though.

[Doc] I didn't mean kidnap her!

[CP] Teleports in and goes to punch Buff-

[Buff] Grabs his approaching hand and shakes it vigoriously - Good race! You'll win next time I'm sure!

[CP] Sets said hand on fire-

[Lie] Slips out of Buff's grasp- So uh... Why did you need me?

[Buff] Jerks his hand away - yow! Hot stuff.

[Doc] Because I'm trying to figure out what this is. It's something from the real world I've never seen before. It's got a long head like a dragon- gestures at the mostly clean skull - but all these plant bits attached to the skin, and I can't find any feet or flippers or anything.

[Lie] Frowns as she looks at it- I'm not sure... I mean, the leafy parts kinda remind me of a much smaller animal... But this is at least a hundred times bigger...

[Doc] This corpse was handed to me by a Leviathan. It could be a deepwater version of something normal.

[Lie] - Then maybe it's a freakishly large sea dragon?

[Doc] blinks- I though there were no dragons irl?!

[Endrea] - Sea dragon?

[Lie] - It's not an actual dragon, it's... Hard to explain? Here, I'll just give you a mental image...

[Doc] Stares - That's a real animal?! What the fuck?

[Endrea] - Are you certain that's not a plant?

[Buff] Looks like healthy eating for a big sea monster.

[Doc] No wonder I couldn't make heads or tails of it! It has a shell body?!

[Lie] - I think so? I'm not positive though... They're related to sea horses

[Doc] You have underwater horses?! I'm shocked you haven't bugged me to bring you some for your collection?!

[Lie] - Not actual horses Doc, they just kinda look like one- Gives another mental image

[Buff] Looks like a less fancy version of the weedy thing.

[Doc] Agreed. Are they big?

[Lie] - Not at all, they're actually quite small

[Doc] That's cute. And... I guess I can get rid of this stinky thing at least. The skull and one frond should be enough to work with.

[Buff] Shall I take it outside?

[Doc] Only if you'll bathe later.

[Buff] No problem! - Is already shoving the mass through the desert side door-

[CP] Considers locking Buff out-

[Doc] Cp, it's been a long time since you set something on fire besides yourself. Would you like to go incinerate it?

[CP] - Fuck yes- Goes outside ready to burn the corpse

[Buff] Rolls the mass down the hill and mops his brow before walking down himself-

[CP] Waits for Buff to get a bit closer before erupting it into flames-

[Buff] Skips backward and gets splattered a little as bits go flying- Whoah! That's one way to clean up! Good job Cp!

[CP] - I don't care what you think fucker

[Buff] Not now, but maybe someday you will. Making friends is an art!

[CP] Flips him off-

[Buff] Gives him a thumbs up-

[Liz] -Comes meandering with a sour face, nose scrunched unhappily-

[Buff] Waves - Hi Liz!

[Liz] Hhhhey!

[CP] Is just watching the flames-

[Liz] -Scoots around burning corpse to bump CP and Buff-

[Buff] Best not to do that! I've got a bit of a stink on, little one.

[Liz] Too late! Beside, not as bad as the burning version.

[Buff] Well, it will be gone soon. Cp's flames are pretty hot!

[CP] Cools down the flames to make it last longer-

[Liz] Good! Smells gross.

[Buff] Doesn't notice- And soon we're gonna have live ones! Big leafy water dragons!

[Liz] Are they gonna smell as gross as that one?

[Buff] Nope. Cause they'll be alive!

[Liz] That's good!

[Buff] And Basil won't cry anymore.

[Basil] Still making annoyed noises in the background-

[Liz] Basil? The thing Momma watched?

[Buff] Yeah, the big black sea monster that's filling up most of the bay. This is it's natural prey animal.

[CP] - So that's why Doc brought it back

[Buff] Someone named Levi gave it to hir!

[CP] - That would be the Leviathan...

[Buff] That's the one!

[CP] - What ever...

[Liz] -Nibbles on nails a bit before bouncing around and bumping head against CP gently-

[CP] - What is it?

[Buff] Excuse me for a moment- Wades into the little river

[Liz] Hi!

[Liz] -smiles up at CP-

[CP] - Do you want a treat? I might have dragonwort on me...

[Buff] Remembers he has some wood in his inventory and tosess a few chunks on the fire before going back to washing himself-

[Liz] Nope!

[Liz] Just wanna say hi. *plop to sit beside CP

[CP] - Well then hello to you to, getting into mischief?

[Liz] Not really, Mom's been tired a lot so I try to not make too much... *glance back and forth

[Liz] But! I drew a picture for a thing and I... maaay... have made a small mess?

[CP] - Good job kiddo

[Liz] They say it's not good to do that.. But Meh!

[Liz] -scratches horn base- Skeee says I gotta be more... uh.. prime? and proper! Cos' I'm special. But I'm just a kid, so I dunno what he means. What have you been up to?

[CP] - Recovering, I was injured...

[Liz] ! By what? You're so strong! Can I fight whatever hurt you?

[CP] - The false NOTCH...

[Liz] -Head tilt- What?

[CP] - I have two NOTCH's, the one spawned for me, and the one that took over... The one that took over not only managed to delete me, but delete Lie as well...

[Liz] Delete? Like.. Make go away? How! That's shitty. *pause, droop head and look around for parental units because shi used a bad word

[Liz] You should kill the bad one.

[CP] - We're trying

[Lie] Trying? Why not just do! Or is he like... Strong? Real strong?

[CP] - Very strong

[Liz] Oh! Huh... Stronger than you?

[CP] - Not for long

[Liz] That's good! Hard to believe anything stronger than you.

[CP] - Thanks kiddo, well, I'm going to check on my wife

[Liz] Alright!

[Doc] Just climbs into the lava fountain fully clothed and scrubs off - thank goodness. I feel like my sinuses were in full rebellion.

[TLOT] comes up from the kitchen hallway carrying the trunk. -Doc? I have what yo asked for.

[TLOT] Yeah. And it's a fucking command block in pieces.

[Doc] REALLY? Do you know what's on it?

[TLOT] Obviously a bit bummed- Deletion codes...

[Doc] Gets out too fast and spills a bit of lava on the floor- THAT BASTARD. We've got his ass now! There's no way that belonged to anyone else. How did we miss it before?

[TLOT] it was hidden in a wall with a booby trap that was set to blow up the house.... Stevie is not happy.

[Doc] Well.... At least he won't have any illusions now as to which side he should be on.

[TLOT] This is true.

[Doc] I'm taking this straight to Dawn!

[Basil] Tremendous angry wail-

[Doc] Then we take care of Basil....

[Doc] sticks the trunk in hir inventory and shifts, crowding Endrea slightly - I'm not even closing the door! I'll be super quick!

[Liz] -Trots up to the shrine, poking head in-

[Doc] Liz arrives just in time to see doc in their dragon shape knock a hole in reality itself and go racing through the broken tv on the other side. The portal stays open, statick all around its edges and bits of sand blowing inside and pixellating on the floor of the shrine

[Liz] ... What? -Slink up to peek into portal head tilting and expression curious.-

[Endrea] Has come that direction- I wouldn't go through there Liz

[Liz] Why? Where's it go?

[Endrea] - The real world, someplace that will cause you pain at first

[Liz] Sounds like trash. Why's Doc going? *plop to sit, look up at Endrea

[Endrea] - Because they have business out there

[Lie] Comes up after convincing CP to finish burning the corpse-

[Liz] Oh. ... But doesn't it hurt Doc? Or does Doc go out a lot?

[Endrea] - The pain is only once, then it doesn't hurt anymore

[Lie] - Talking about going irl?

[Endrea] - Yes Mistress

[Liz] Oh! That's cool. Have you gone out? *tilt head up at Endrea

[Endrea] - Yes, many times

[Liz] That's cool!

[Endrea] - Perhaps when you're older

[Liz] I gotta wait for Doc to get back, I gotta drawin' to show em! So I can look like Momma. *nod nod a bit and pop drawing out of inventory to proudly present to Endrea

[Endrea] - That's a very nice drawing Liz

[Liz] I can do better when I'm bigger, probably... But it's good for now!

[Endrea] - Yes it is, and I'm sure you'll surprise Mix and Sky with it

[Liz] It'll.. Also make it easier to get around in the house. *sheepish look

[Liz] It's gotta make Momma feel better, right? She'll like it!

[Endrea] - Yes, that's why most of us also have human forms

[Lie] - Make her feel better?

[Liz] Momma's tired a lot and doesn't go walking with us anymore. She went out the other day though!

[Lie] - She's really tired? How long has she been feeling tired?

-Liz sets the picture down and counts on hir paws a bit- [Liz] ...Uhh.... -Gives up and shrugs a bit- A While?

[Lie] Frowns in concern- Well, maybe you should mention it to Doc

[Liz] I planned to! When I showed Doc my picture!

[Lie] - Good, that's what you should do for somebody they care about

[Liz] Not be a meanie like CP? Even if he means good under all that mean?

[Lie] - He's not always a meanie. He's learning to be better all the time

[Liz] Yeah, but he's still a big meanie sometimes. Usually to people who are jus' trying to be nice!

[Lie] - It's because he doesn't know how to respond. Nobody had been nice to him in a very, very long time

[Liz] Then he should try being like them! He's real nice to kids like me! He was gon' give me a treat!

[Lie] - He's good with kids because he raised his brother who used to be a kid

[Liz] Then why's he mean to him too? *head tilt

[Lie] - They were both tricked by a very mean NOTCH who made Stevie an adult and turned them against each other. As soon as CP gained his eyes he went to Stevie to make sure he was okay, and Stevie had been tricked into thinking he was bad

[Liz] The Mean NOTCH that Cp talked about? That sucks.

[Lie] - Yeah it does, he was a lot worse when he first came here

[Liz] Momma says he yelled a lot on her first day here. He was loud a lot, wasn't he?

[Lie] - Very much so, he also killed the others here a lot more

[Liz] Huh... *chew on claws a bit, lowering head thoughtfully

-There's a bit of bird noise as some gulls are scattered by the doctor returning-

[Doc] shoots back through the hole and seals it behind hir. Phasing artfully through my the huge glass window and sliding back inside and down between the eyes of the Herobrine in the stained glass. Xe thumps down on the floor with a cruel smile. - the deed will be done tonight. And all she wanted was the buttons from the block. So I can work on reversing the actual information

[TLOT] Good. I hope she kills the bastard.

[Liz] Doc's back! *bounce bounce up

[Lie] Shudders a little as she remembers what happened to her-

[Doc] Pats Liz with a paw- how are you doing kiddo?

[Liz] I'm good! Look look, I brought a picture so you can make me look like Momma! *dart back to pick picture up and present it to Doc

[Doc] holds it in hir claws- Aww. I can do this. But I have to take care of Basil first. Just stay here, okay?

[Liz] Alright! I got time, Momma'll be happy to see me all bipidal like her she'll feel better! *plop to sit

[Doc] Lie? Could you furnish me with some plants? Nothing specific, just lots of big leaves.

[Doc] Wait? Feel better? What's wrong with Mix?

[Lie] - Sure- She concentrates and creates leafy seaweed like leaves

[Doc] Sets up hir own command block and places the skull on it while waiting for Liz to answer hir-

[TLOT] Leaves?

[Buff] Comes back from the side passage in to watch-

[Liz] Momma's tired a lot now. *chews on nails a slight bit

[Liz] Doesn't get up as much. She got out for the first time in a while the other day!

[Doc] That doesn't sound right, have her come see me for a checkup very soon, okay?

[Liz] I'll see if she'll get out of bed to. She just lays around... *pout

[Liz] Doesn't go for walks with us anymore.

[Doc] I'll walk you home when we're done then.

[Liz] -nod nod-

[CP] Comes back in- That things burnt to a crisp now!

[Liz] Good!

[CP] - Oh, you're still here

[Liz] Yep!

[CP] - Surprised one of your guardians hasn't come looking for you yet

[Liz] M a big kid! They don't gotta watch me!

[CP] - Are you sure?

[Liz]... Mostly. Skee could watch me, but he was reading so i didn't bother him....

[CP] - Did you at least let one of them know where you were going?

[Liz].... Yessss?

[CP] Gives her an "I don't believe you face"

[Liz] Kind of? I said it really fast while running up the stairs

[CP] Sighs- Oh joy...

[Liz] - sheepish grin-

[Doc] is listening while coding and adds a bunch of Lies foliage to the shape Xe's creating around the skull. The resulting thing is bigger then a horse, but easily manipulated in hir paws.

[Lie] - Wow, that thing really is huge...

[Liz] - scoots over to watch -

[TLOT] just let me know when it's my turn...

[Doc] I will, I will! I know this your area too.

[CP] - I thought you didn't like bringing large stuff to life TLOT?

[Liz] *blep

[TLOT] Only because I was afraid of getting in trouble. - he beams at them with pride in his friends- but since those close to my hearts slew the beast. I don't have to be afraid anymore.

[CP] Makes a gagging motion-

[Doc] We can't finish it in here anyway, it's a water creature. - Xe bundles up the creature into its codes and stuffs it in a spawn egg. It looks a bit like a creeper egg., all green and speckled

[Liz] - baps CPs knee with a paw - that's not nice! Smile!

[CP] - Smiling isn't my thing

[TLOT] Takes the egg gently and cuts his fingers on his teeth, painting it purple with blood and making it pulse softly-

[Liz] Then nod, or somethin!

[CP] Just pats Liz on the head-

[Liz] ya don't gotta be all scared and scary anymore! Ya got family. *nuzzle hand a bit

[CP] - It's part of my job to be scary

[Liz] Then be a nicer scary. Scary at the right people!

[Doc] He has a reputation to maintain Liz. Otherwise the other pastas will pick on him.

[TLOT] It's ready. You guys want to come outside and watch?

[Doc] You bet I do!

[Lie] - Sure

[Endrea] - It depends on which direction we're going

[TLOT] Heads up the short steps to the hallway below the signaling tower-

[Doc] Desert side Endrea.

[Endrea] - Then I will follow

[Doc] Just walks out through the wall and loafs where xe can see TLOT-

[Endrea] Steps outside and Lie follows her-

[Basil] Stirring in the pond, quiet for the moment-

[Liz] - trot out with to look at what's happening -

[Doc] Is entranced and hir eyes sparkle with wonder. - They're beautiful...

[Basil] Deep snuffling and a sudden thrashing as they try to turn around and get out of the bay without touching the lava falls.

[TLOT] Rolls the egg over in his hands and copies it several times. He holds it up and clicks it into the water again and again. The big weedy sea dragons spawn out in an arc and are visible for frozen moments as they plunge into the water and quickly swim away with their plantlike fronds twirling like fans in the clear water.

[TLOT] Leans out to see around the bridge better-

[Basil] goes roaring after the dragons with his jaws wide-

[TLOT] Guess we better make lots of those...

[Doc] No shit...

[Lie] - Lets hope they can breed on their own...

[Doc] If they can't, we'll just spawn a bunch periodically. Maybe it's time I coded for something to be a natural spawn. I've never done that.

[Liz] pretty.....

[Deer] In chat- What did you just make?

[Doc] We finished ressurecting the thing I had the corpse of, my dearest. You'll love em! Part dragon, head like a horse and covered with pretty leaf things.

[Deer] - Sounds bizarre...

[Doc] I'll spawn some for you later. I think Basil will eat all of these in short order since they haven't had them in a while.

[Doc] At Liz - Your turn kiddo. Then we go check on Mix.

[TLOT] There's something wrong with Mix?

[Doc] Apparently.

[TLOT] Why can't we just tp her here?

[Buff] I can go get her!

[Doc] No you can't! She lives deep underwater!

[Buff] Pouts-

[Liz] My turn! My turn!

[Doc] Unfurls the drawing again and makes a quick table of woodblocks - I think.... hmmm,, obsidian and black wool.... Xe starts crushing and melting blocks into pixels and sits down on hir hanches to shape a person sized doll out of the mass.

[TLOT] You're getting much faster at doing that.

[Doc] Practice makes perfect.

[Doc] Whats this pointy thing on top Liz? Is it a sagital crest? Or do you just want a pointy purple hat?

[Liz] Hair! I didn't make the back but.. Its hair, like mommas!

[Doc] Pulls out some purple wool and starts fiddling with it. - Your moms puffs out and down though. It's short- Starts trying to arrange the hair on the doll without much luck.

[Liz] Well yeah, but my crest goes up! Maybe try something sturdy to keep it up?

[Liz] Or I could style it...

[Doc] A little slime would keep it up. Mine just stands because I have so much natural statick. - Xe starts rolling a little tail and paints some stripes on it.

[Liz] Is that why? Huh. Cool! *cheerful smile

[Doc] Pinches up the stripes into purple bumps- Yeah, that's why it droops when my energy is low.

[TLOT] Spawns a few more sea dragons just to watch them leap and swim.

[Basil] Is barely visible on the horizon chasing one of the weedy sea dragons-

[Liz] Neat! -Leans in to watch Doc work, blepping slightly-

[Doc] Does some finishing touches and holds the limp body up like a doll- Does that look right to you?

[TLOT] Are you ready for Mix Doc?

[Doc] Just about, you should warn her first anyway.

[Liz] -Trot around to look at it- Hmmmm... Yeah!

[TLOT] Mentally to Mix - Doc wants to take a look at you. Are you busy, now-ish?

[Doc] Holds out the body- It'll vanish when you take it. That's normal. Just equipt it in the chest slot of your inventory.

[Mix] -In reply after a moment- Uh.... Give me a second to get some clothing on, then sure.

[Liz] -Takes body excitedly-

[TLOT] Waits-

[Doc] Go on Liz, try it out. Walking will take some practice, but you'll get the hang of it. This is a good place to practice. Falling on sand isn't too terrible.

[Liz] -Small pause before bam, humanoid kiddo!- Oooooo! *wobble onto butt and just, wiggle legs a bit experimentally, feeling everything with hir hands-

[Mix] Alright, now I'm ready.

[Doc] Puts hir tail fluff behind Liz to keep hir upright-

- /Tp Mixminer to HerobrineTheLordofTears/ -

[Doc] Now you can show your mom too.

[Mix] -Plops a little against TLOT, wobbling on her feet. She looks as tired as she probably feels. She looks like she threw the nearest shirt on, and it's probably Sky's as it's about 4 sizes too big for her tiny ass.-

[Liz] -Shakily gets to feet, although hir posture is highly based on bad balance. A tragic case of "Where did all my bodyweight go and how do I stand or do anything without it??".- Momma!

[Lie] Frowns a little in concern- Mix...

[Endrea] Goes to help Liz stand and find her balance-

[Mix] Hmm?

[Liz] This is neat..... *leaning on Endrea

[Doc] Is so concerned xe scoops up Mix in hir paws. - your colors are terrible! Everything so dull and gray and you, have a gem forming in your back?! Is that normal for your seed?! I know Nk has one...

[Lie] Spawns a few healing flowers-

[Mix] - startled, but now in Doc's paws - Uhh-- I... My brothers did... Notch's was gold though... *sleepy shrug, looking up at Doc

[Doc] is feeling over the gem, looking for any .exe files or hidden folders- it's a... Battery?

[TLOT] How interesting. It seems like so much associated with your home seed is crystal powered.

[Doc] Bites hir lip a little bit.- I know what you need but it's not gonna feel good at all. So my apologies in advance.

[TLOT] Do you need blood Doc?

[Doc] No actually what I need is- hir head swings around to face the big brine who is merely watching with a bored expression- Cp.

[CP] - What?

[Endrea] Is coaching Liz a little, having experience with not only herself but her three children as well-

[Mix] -Worried expression-

[Liz] -A very quick learner, Shi's walking, if a bit wobbly-

[Mix] Should I... Be worried?

[Endrea] - Good, your starting to get it now

[Liz] -Toddle toddle-

[Doc] No, I mean, it won't be fun. But I'm 96% sure it will work. Your crystal seems to have a good capacity for electrical load even though the stats are still forming.

[Mix] Oh-- You're gonna shock me aren't you? Oh--- This is gonna hurt.... *slight wiggle

[Doc] Cp remember that bolt you threw at me in the Nether? Hit me again. Aim for my tail so I can cushion the blow on Mix a little bit. It's gonna hurt me if that sweetens the pot for you.

[Mix] Ehhh.... ... If... If it makes me feel better...

[CP] Debates a little before summoning the lightning to his hand- Fine- He chucks it as hard as he can at Docs ass

[Doc] Hir teeth clamp too tightly shut to scream at the sheer voltage flowing through hir and xe crushes Mix painfully to hir chest trying to filter some of the raw power to avoid cooking the smaller creature. After several painful moments the power finds its level, leaving Mix full and Doc feeling like a burnt out light bulb. Xe topples slowly to one side and lets go of Mix- you... Fucker...

[CP] - That's my line

-Mix is mostly a ball of screaming pain throughout the voltage. She plops onto the ground and lays there for a second, staring ahead. The emerald in her back is glowing with frantic light.-

[Liz] Momma! Doc!

[Mix] -Slowly sits up, shivering a bit. Her colors are mostly back to normal, maybe even a bit brighter?- Woah---- Holy fuck. I.--- That's a lot of energy... -Slight rock in place-

[Endrea] - Shhh, see? She's alright Liz

[Liz] -Baring teeth a bit only to relax as Mix is alright- Mom! -Does the scramble to her, it's an odd mix(haha) of motions, clearly trying to go fast like shi usually would, but it doesn't quite match up with the new body-

[Endrea] - Careful

[Lie] Is pinching the bridge of her nose and grumbling under her breath over her husbands behavior-

[Endrea] - Liz, try keeping your feet a bit farther apart

[Doc] softly- Lie...?

[TLOT] Also approaches out of concern-

[Lie] - Yes?- Moves a bit closer to them

[Doc] I'm offically tattling on your husband for fucking my ass with lighting and not even buying me flowers or dinner first.

[Lie] - Oh trust me, there will be repercussions...

[Doc] Good.

[TLOT] Is trying not to laugh since Doc's obviously being sarcastic-

[Doc] Mix? Are you okay?

[CP] Approaches his wife- Come on, I did what Doc asked

[Lie] - No sex, two weeks

[CP] - WHY!?

[Mix] I feel so alive! I'm not tired at all anymore! -standing up a bit wobbly, looking at herself as Liz toddles over. throws an arm around her dragon kid and gives hir a big smooch to the forehead-

[Doc] Good. If no one minds, I think I'm just going to lay here for a bit, since the well-understood rule about not toasting the admins has been soundly violated.

[CP] - YOU TOLD ME TO!

[Mix] -Smooches Liz's head again before sifting a blanket from her inventory, delicately drapes it over Doc.-

[Doc] Thank you Mix. Not on my ass I didn't!

[Mix] No problem! Thanks again, really... But I should be getting this troublemaker home.

[Liz] But mooommmaaa

[Endrea] - They will need some clothes...

[Liz] Nooo! I don't need clothes!

[TLOT] We can toga for now. - Pulls on his shirt and multiplies the blue fabric until it's a long, wide strip. Artfully he winds it around Liz and then tosses the end over hir shoulder. - There you go.

[Liz] Laaammmeeee... Dragons don't need to be dressed!

[Mix] Oh hush, its better than getting gasped over if someone spots you! *herd herd the Liz

[Mix] Bye, thanks again! Life saver, really.

[Lie] - Hey Doc, while we're here...

[Doc] Is laying with hir forked tongue hanging out just a teeny bit. - yus?

[Lie] - Pretty sure I'm well enough now for you to take one of my hearts to give CP, if your up for it that is...

[CP] - Lie...

[TLOT] That is going to hurt....

[Lie] - I know, but even though he won't admit it it will give CP a bit more peace

[CP] - Rather not have to have one of your hearts

[Doc] We have demonstrated why it's a good idea though...

[TLOT] I'll make something to keep it in. Save you a little effort. - He takes a gold ingot and an emerald from the creative and starts picking them apart on the wooden blocks Doc left out.

[CP] Flips Doc off-

[Doc] I guess I'll need to be smaller. I don't want to hurt you needlessly. - Xe shrinks down and ends up laying flat on the ground.

[Lie] Takes a breath to steady herself and CP moves behind her-

[TLOT] Holds up the finished locket. It's more the size of a pocket watch, but it is heart shaped. The front has two overlapping emerald leaves, and he squeezes a small latch to make them pop open like a pair of wings.

[Lie] - It's beautiful TLOT

[TLOT] Blushes slightly-

[Doc] No, don't stand. You come down here. Sit across from me at least.

[Lie] Moves so she's sitting in front of Doc-

[Doc] Levers up from the ground and sits cross-legged, facing her. Xe steadies hirself, still looking rather frazzled, and lays a hand gently on Lie's chest.

[Lie] Small pull away at Doc touching near boobs-

[CP] Growls-

[Doc] Easy. I'll be as gentle as I can. - Xe makes a little bit of statick around hir fingers and traces a small hole -

[Lie] Looks away a little-

[Doc] Brushes a fingertip along her heart cluster and settles on one near the bottom, close to the redstone heart that's pulsing softly and throwing a bit of reddish light across hir features-

[Lie] Flinches a little at the contact-

[Doc] Melts the connection and plucks the tiny heart from her chest. Xe puts hir other palm on Lie's sternum to keep her from toppling as the hole closes. - Done.

[Lie] Lets out a whine of pain and CP moves quickly, gathering her into his arms and trying his best to soothe her-

[TLOT] Closes the locket around the small heart and holds it gently.

[Doc] Stays sitting. - Sorry Lie...

[Lie] - It... It's okay...- She curls into CP's embrace

[TLOT] I have a muffin if you want it. A little food will help you heal.

[Lie] - Thanks- She holds her hand out for it

[TLOT] Smiles and passes it to her- It has little white dots on the top that are immediately recognizable as lightning berries.

[Doc] Smiles- Just expanding your repitoire huh?

[TLOT] What can I say? They taste good.

[Lie] Nibbles on the muffin, relaxing in CP's familiar warmth-

[CP] - Give it to me- He doesn't like TLOT holding Lie's heart

[TLOT] Offers it- No need to be so gruff. I know you'll take good care of it.

[Doc] Hopefully we won't ever need to use it.

[CP] Pockets it for now as he stands, lifting his wife as he goes-

[Lie] - I suspect we're heading home

[CP] - No shit

[Doc] It's okay Lie. I need to go ground myself anyway.

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Don’t You Have a Game You Should Be Playing

Author’s Note: Originally a request from @thathilomgirl

Series: My Hero Academia

Pairing: Izuku/Ochako

Length: 1085 words

Rating: Safe

“The Test of Courage!!” Mina Ashido would enthusiastically yell out before being dragged kicking and screaming, sentenced Eraserhead’s tort-er…training.

Of course with the Remedial 5’s absence, this left an odd number of students within Class 1-A.

“Pairs of two…” Izuku’s brain began working its magic. “But wait…out of the 20 people, 5 were sent to review…so that means…”

It was too late. The second that he looked behind him, Izuku had found everyone already committed to a partner.

Izuku didn’t want to admit it, especially since he’d come so far making friends with almost everyone in Class 1-A, but that left him with a feeling similar to his previous school: constantly being ridiculed not just by Bakugou but also by the rest of the class in fact, not even the teachers took him seriously. To have that same feeling return among the people who were slowly growing to become his family?

Yet still, he didn’t want to make them feel guilty. Up until now, he had dealt with the hand that life had given him a multitude of times. He’d become All Might’s successor, going through a grueling 9 months of bone-breaking, demoralizing training in order to do so. He’d work his way around the crutch of his body receiving constant damage whenever he used his powers. He’d even gone through the same situation he was in some time before. The Sports Festival’s Human Cavalry Battle was still fresh in his mind. Only at that moment, fortune had favored him…along with…

“Ochako doesn’t have a partner, Deku.” Tsuyu chirped. Uraraka eyed her now former partner, suddenly taking hint of her knowing smile.

“But what about-”

“I can manage.” the frog girl assured her, her face belying a somewhat more devious scheme. As perceptive as both Izuku and Uraraka were, their romantic tension was no secret. The constant blushes, the subtle attempts at flirting, the awkward staring at each other, it all made for quite the interesting betting pool. Tsuyu made sure to give both Jirou a mocking stare, signaling that her money was as good as gone.

–

The forest wasn’t any less tense.

Izuku and Uraraka had both gone into full hero mode, doing their best to expect whatever sort of “scaring” tactics that Class B had in mind. Izuku was without a doubt going over all of the possible scenarios (believing that he was doing this in his head when in actuality it was quite the opposite). Uraraka herself had been on edge but still, prepared; her previous training with Gunhead still holstered in memory. All of this, an attempt to avoid confrontation with the fact that they were two teenagers meandering through a forest at night.

Uraraka scanned her surroundings. She picked up no movement from the bushes nor the trees. Were they lost? They had followed what appeared to be the circular path running through the forest yet somehow, they hadn’t caught sight of any of the B-Class students.

“I don’t see anything…” Uraraka said finally. She turned to Izuku, somehow managing to mute him before his rapid muttering caused his lungs to give out. Most found it strange that his brain would go into autopilot, running from topic to topic, yet she found his tirades to be rather charming. A staple of his personality to say the least. His quirk alone was powerful enough to rival Todoroki’s and Bakugou’s. Partner that with a strong and creative mind and it made for a devastating combination.

Not to mention how just damn sexy it made him out to be.

The way he would always go into complete focus, how determined his face would look whenever he was thinking. For whatever reason, it caused Uraraka’s heart to beat 10 times faster. She wondered what else went on it that mind of his. Was she in any of his thoughts? Was she doing anything…risque in those thoughts?

Blood rushing to her cheeks, Uraraka brushed away those impure thoughts. She returned her focus to the task at hand.

“Maybe we should stop for a minute,” Uraraka suggested, trying not to make contact with his cute green eyes.

“Good idea.” Izuku rested himself against a tree. “Maybe we can figure out a proper strategy.”

He really was in total focus mode. The next few minutes had been spent going back and forth, pitching ideas on how to frighten the other class. Well, much less back-and-forth and more him talking and Uraraka using that as an excuse to look at him. Even in the forest darkness, she was able to make out the details of his face: the freckles on either side of his face, his unforgettable curly green hair and his adorably small nose.

The green haired youth finally stopped when he realized something. “Uraraka? You’ve been quiet since we started. Is everything alright?”

At that moment, a certain sparkly boy’s words rang in her ears,

Do you love him?

The girl sighed.

“Yes.” she grabbed both sides of Izuku’s face, his expression surprised. “I do.”

Uraraka didn’t even hesitate. She crashed her lips against his in a display of passion. All of these emotions left her tired. Her mind raced back to that time at the shopping mall, ditching him in a blushing mess. Had she really yelled bug repellant?

To finally release those feelings was a huge weight off of her shoulders. Once the deed had been done and Izuku had now gone completely mute. Her rush now diminished, Uraraka only then realized what she had just done.

“OhmygoshDekuI’msosorry!” she managed to sputter out, her hands now glued against her cheeks in embarrassment. “I-I have no idea what came over-mmph!”

Not unlike her previous display, Izuku closed the gap between their faces once again. Both of his hands cupped her cheeks, deepening the kiss. Her hold on him too had tightened, wrapping her hands around his shoulders.

Several bliss-filled moments passed by before the two teenagers reeled back to breathe, their still mouths connected by a bridge of saliva. Their breathing ragged, the two now sat in place, Uraraka straddling Izuku and staring directly into those beautiful green eyes.

“Deku?”

“Y-yeah?”

“Please do that again.”

And so they did.

Several times.

All the while ignorant of two figures (well one figure and a pair of floating clothes) watching them from the shadows.

“Aww! That’s so cute!” Hagakure mused.

Jirou muttered to herself, obviously annoyed that those two love birds just lost her some good money. “Just shut it and hurry up before they start screwing each other.”

#my hero academia #izuocha #midoriya izuku #uraraka ochako #mina ashido #jirou kyouka #hagakure tooru #safe

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